Aksharkhel me hi to kavita ka saar hai [Hindi]

मेरे | म-नमे | जो | फू-टते | यह | शब्द | है

मेरे | क-लमसे | वह | छू-टते | वे | रक्त | के

झ-रनो | पे | होस-वार | श्वेत | पे 

काव्य | की | क-लाकृति | है | खीं-चते

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